Master of Hongjun

"Teacher, what are you...?" Hongjun stared at the Fortune Cauldron expectantly, and seeing that Cao Xiaolong had quit on strike, he couldn't help asking anxiously and disappointed.

Cao Xiaolong rubbed his nose and said, "Refining Pangu's true body is too cumbersome and requires too much cultivation. With my current realm and cultivation, I'm not good enough to control the Fortune Cauldron. Refining the divine sense of heaven, that's not enough. It is the limit, but it is absolutely impossible to retrain Pangu's real body!"

"Then what should we do next?" Hong Jun couldn't help feeling disappointed when he heard this.Hongjun was still waiting anxiously to see how Cao Xiaolong would perform his wonderful skills, but who knew that Cao Xiaolong would say that he couldn't do it.Since you can't do it, why do you mess around with it?

"Although my cultivation base is not enough to exert the power of the Good Fortune Ding to the extreme, Zitian can! He is my clone of good thoughts, and he is the source of all my supernatural powers. Only he can fully exert the power of the Good Fortune Ding!" Cao Xiaolong looked up. Looking at the sky, he said softly. "Look, here he comes!"

Hongjun followed Cao Xiaolong's gaze, and sure enough, he saw a purple figure appearing in the distant stars, and flew in front of Cao Xiaolong in the blink of an eye.

"I've met fellow daoist, why did fellow daoist call me here?" Zitian asked after saluting Cao Xiaolong.

Cao Xiaolong pursed his lips, pointed in the direction of the Fortune Cauldron, and said, "The next work will depend on you!"

With a flash of purple light in Zitian's eyes, he passed through the cauldron in an instant and saw the things in the cauldron.Exclaimed: "Friend Daoist's great handwriting! It turns out that when Fellow Daoist said that he would find a Pangu to help him, he was referring to this!"

"That's right, that's right! To retrain Pan Gu's real body, my strength is not enough, and I still need to rely on the merits of my fellow Taoists!" Cao Xiaolong clasped his hands and smiled.

"Fellow daoist, you're welcome!" Zitian smiled, stepped a little, and flew to stand under the cauldron of fortune, pinching tens of thousands of seals with both hands in an instant.

Hongjun stared at Zitian's hand gestures intently. After watching for a while, he felt dazzled and dizzy. He had to retract his consciousness and sighed: "It's such a mysterious technique, every handprint implies rules. In such a state, I feel dizzy and my soul trembles after I can't see it for a moment."

"Wrong! The method is mysterious, you are right, but every handprint implies rules, but you are wrong. Every handprint made by Zitian does not imply rules, but is actually a law! Laws are invisible, you can't see them , I can’t hear it, and I can only feel it when I reach the realm. But every move of Zitian is a law, because he himself is the carrier of all laws!”

Cao Xiaolong looked at Hongjun meaningfully, and said: "If one day, when you can form your own rules, then you will be the rules! When you can understand all the rules, and form all the rules of everything, then you will be the true meaning. The way of heaven above. If you break all the rules under the way of heaven, and the way you walk is no longer bound by the rules, then you have transcended the way of heaven, and you are not far from the realm of achieving the great way!"

"What? What does the teacher mean to say that I can achieve the Dao after practicing?" Hongjun was stunned, staring at Cao Xiaolong with wide eyes, and asked.

"Why not? There are certain realms that you don't quite understand now. You can only understand it when you reach that realm! First, watch carefully how Zitian sacrifices the creation cauldron, and pay attention to his every move. Don't be afraid of discomfort or clouds. God is disordered, there is a teacher!"

Cao Xiaolong spent a lot of money to train Hongjun, and passed on some secrets of cultivation to Hongjun all at once.

Hongjun's heart was shocked, and then he was overjoyed. He quickly discarded the distracting thoughts in his mind, released his consciousness again, and closely comprehended every move of Zitian.

During the time the two of them were talking, Zitian had made nearly a hundred thousand handprints in one breath, and each handprint contained a law.All the handprints were concentrated in mid-air, but the Fortune Cauldron was not printed immediately.

One hundred thousand Dao laws were forcibly compressed by Zitian into a narrow space about half the size of a planet. The space was slightly fluctuating like water. Divine consciousness couldn't open his eyes.

Hongjun only felt that he was in a sea of ​​strange lights, and many lights were intertwined into a world.Each ray of light seems to be just a ray of light, but if you look at it carefully, it seems that this ray of light is the whole world.This situation is indescribably weird and indescribably mysterious.

Hongjun's spiritual consciousness is immersed in the world of light, carefully analyzing the artistic conception in each ray of light, and comprehending the mystery contained in each ray of light.Unknowingly, Hongjun's primordial spirit floated out from the top of his head, sitting cross-legged in the void, a thin gray line could be faintly seen shooting from Hongjun's primordial spirit to Zitian, establishing a bridge with Zitian.

Seeing this scene, Cao Xiaolong showed a gratified smile, and was also amazed by Hongjun's understanding.

Zitian made nearly a million handprints in one breath, and all the handprints were compressed into one place. In the end, Zitian shouted loudly and sent his fingers interlaced. .

The mysterious spells in the body of the cauldron seem to be alive at this time, jumping out of the body of the cauldron and circling on the head of the cauldron.Those grotesque and unknown monsters roared up to the sky, posing in different poses in the air.

A steady stream of mana poured into the Good Fortune Cauldron from Zitian's body, and the Good Fortune Cauldron rotated faster and faster, and the shape changes of those spells and monsters also became faster and faster, almost condensing into a solid body.

Cao Xiaolong knew that Zitian's re-cultivation of Pan Gu's true body was not a short-term achievement, so he turned his head away after watching it for a while.

Cao Xiaolong took one last look at Hongjun, who was comprehending the law of the Dao with his legs crossed, stretched his body, and stepped into the void with one step.When Cao Xiaolong reappeared, he was far away from Zitian and others, and arrived at another planet.

That planet was huge, dense, and desolate, with no living things to be seen.After entering that planet, Cao Xiaolong felt the wind gusts around him, and the murderous aura rushed straight into his guts, and the stimulated primordial spirit almost jumped out to resist the invasion of this murderous aura.In the sky above the planet, streams of evil energy filled the sky, and waves of vicious air rushed straight to Xiaohan, and the pungent blood and hostility could be heard in it.

"It's a spectacular murderous aura. Fortunately, this is a desolate planet, far away from the planets with living things. Otherwise, the creatures on the surrounding planets will be smashed to pieces by this evil aura and die!" Cao Xiaolong touched Nose, glanced left and right, and finally exclaimed.